"Zhao Yang," Zhang Xiuer comforted when she saw his complexion worsen, "whether you have money isn't that important. Since Tian Xiaorui chose Li Jiazhuang, it shows that maybe she doesn't like you as much as you imagined."
At this moment, Yingtao also felt some regret, "Brother, I shouldn't have said those things. A woman like Tian Xiaorui isn't worth your sadness."
"It's okay." Zhao Yang absently patted the dust off his body... There actually wasn't any dust; he was merely using this gesture to hide something.
Zhang Xiuer noticed Zhao Yang's action and, understanding his feelings, deliberately changed the subject with a smile, "Yingtao, have you taken a liking to any guy yet?"
"No," Yingtao replied without hesitation.
"That's alright, when you get to university, you'll meet lots of excellent boys." Zhang Xiuer looked up at the azure sky and said, "There's a song that puts it nicely, 'The outside world is splendid...'"
